And I Was Judged
I was in hurry
did not drop coin in bowl
And beggar judged
I was pauper..............
I was rehearsing
in make-up for beggars dialogue
And dropping coin passer by judged
I was beggar........................
I was wiping my tears
hearing good news of moms recovery
And relative judged
I lost my mom.................
I was laughing alone
in mental hospital on old joke
And hospital inmates judged
I was insane.................
I was holding trophy
won by son in sports
And media persons judged
I was winner ......................
I was holding hand-cuffs
of police friend busy pissing
And all in toilets judged
I was criminal............
NAUGHTIEST ........
I was in brothel
To retrieve drunk friend
And other friend judged
I was having fun.....................
© Hitendra Mehta
For Members Contest – “Here comes the Judge” by Joe Flach
Copyright © Dr Hitendra Mehta | Year Posted 2011
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